Conscience screenwriter leader Jae

Kunikida Doppo was sluggish, his mind was full of those two sentences of the leader Zai playing repeatedly, and his facial expression was blank.

What did he, what did he just say? ! !

Kunikida Doppo, who was connected to the line after a long time, turned his head stiffly "Kaka", lowered his head, and quickly covered the leader Zai's body with a clean white shirt with trembling hands.

He watched the leader Zai grab the white shirt that barely covered the key parts of his body with one hand, his fingernails turned white due to a little force in his hands, and even the veins on the back of his hands were obvious, and multiple folds were scratched on the clothes.

Because of Kunikida Doppo's moment of entanglement, hesitation and silence just now, this young [Dazai Osamu] showed a bit of sarcasm and sorrow in his eyes, like the ashes left by a flamingo after burning himself. It seemed that every minute, pityful tears could come from the corners of his eyes.

But his eyes met Kunikida Doppo's for a moment, and he immediately moved away.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses calmly, held back for a long time before stammering with a serious face, and then walked out of the infirmary without looking back, walking with the same hands and feet. He took the doorknob and closed the door with a bang.

Kunikida Doppo, who was running in a panic, didn't see it. When he turned and left, the young man who had been weak and pitiful (?) put away his appearance in an instant, and looked at Kunikida Doppo with a smile on his chin in one hand. back view.

It's really cool to bully honest people.

But...even if you have reached this point, you still don't show up?

The other hand of the leader rested on his bent knee, tapping his fingers lightly, his eyes dim.

He raised his hand suddenly.

A large area of ​​his left hand was wrapped in gauze. After staring at it for a few seconds, the leader stretched out his right hand and flexibly untied the gauze.

The wound inside was bloody and bloody due to scraping the ground, as if the accelerator button was pressed by something. Although the wound has not healed completely, new flesh has grown.

It was like a miracle.

No, it should be said that it is a miracle.

The leader Zai knows that he does not have self-healing ability, and his supernatural ability "Disqualification in the World" will invalidate any supernatural ability that does not exceed the level of supernatural ability, even the healing supernatural ability that is beneficial to his recovery from injuries. kick in.

Those who can cause such a situation like the favor and pity of the gods, those who are superior to supernatural powers, let themselves come from another time and space to this time and space...

That voice that says "survive", this kind of favor, who else is there except the world's will, which is so willful that it can reverse the life and death of the person you love?

He previously played the image of a strong and weak little white flower in front of Kunikida Doppo who has no sense of disobedience, just to attract the world consciousness to appear.

Such a violation of the original self, he must be surprised when he sees it.

Sure enough, he heard an inconspicuous suppressed laugh in the void.

The leader Zai knew that the world consciousness must still be observing him carefully at this moment as before.

He wanted to ask aloud, assuming that the world really favored him.

But for some reason, he suddenly didn't want to ask, and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Can a person like him be loved by the world?

Maybe he thought too much.

He was a hopeless, rotting monster.

Compared with favoritism, he believed that it was the deliberate teasing of the gods, so that the lonely man who was determined to die and should have gone to Huangquan Biliangsaka survived in the world. He could not yearn for peace, played with his life, and wanted to see his jokes.

The leader Zai twitched the corners of his mouth and showed an extremely ugly smile.

He is still alive...

The heart hurts so much, as if someone is holding it tightly through the chest, even breathing is difficult.

Why live?What reason should he live on?

"World, please, set me free." He finally couldn't help murmuring.

That mysterious existence finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he stretched out his empty hands to embrace the child in front of him.

"I am the world, you can also call my incarnation in this time and space, "Book"."

Although the world has no entity, the leader Zai felt the warmth of his hands.

The world whispered something in his ears, and the leader felt like a gust of south wind passing through the hall, gliding past his ears, and landed on the tip of his heart.

The leader Zai couldn't help but widen his eyes, and under the soft light of the setting sun, tears dyed golden orange colored his face.

Then came his soft and melodious voice—

"Dazai, you are just a child like a god."

"Before death really comes, please do whatever you want in the world freely and happily."

Long, long ago, the leader Zai saw another sentence similar to [Osamu Dazai] being said in that "book".

When I first read it, I just felt stunned in my heart, as if I had been poked into a fatal spot.

But after that, I felt that my heart was terribly blocked, and there was a panic like the sound of wind whizzing past in a boundless wasteland.

He understands that this comes from the coward's inner envy, anticipation and fear.

But the young man with red hair and blue eyes didn't say this to him after all, after all...

After all, they are not the same companions of the port mafia. In that world, they are the members of the righteous and bright armed detective agency and the bloody and dark leader of Mafia. This [absolute opposite] relationship.

Even such a tit-for-tat situation was planned by the leader, and he set it up when he already knew the future direction.

And today, he heard this sentence in the world.

It was for him.

The paranoia and stubbornness of the past seemed to disappear in an instant, and the figure of the red-haired and blue-eyed young man finally disappeared.

Do what I want to... do?

Jae, the leader who jumped over the Mafia building in the port once, felt his own "emptiness"——a void from the inside out.

He is in the post-suicide sage moment, and he doesn't want to engage in suicide art for the time being. After a change in mentality today, he can't bear the trouble-making factor engraved in his DNA, and he is already thinking about how to increase the pressure of hair loss for acquaintances in this world. , Bring happiness to yourself.

What other things do you have more passion to do than this?

Especially after Doppo and Kunikida played the script of the strong and unyielding little white flower vs the pseudo-gentleman real change/sex guy, the dream of a middle school actor who had been sleeping in the heart of the leader for many years suddenly awakened.

Wonderful, role-playing is wonderful.

Wonderful, the bloody script is wonderful.

The leader Zai made a preliminary draft of the script in his mind.

Looking at Zai Zai obediently being hugged by him, the world nodded in relief, completely unaware that Zai Zai was deeply moved by His "gold medal for avoiding death", and planned to let himself go to make trouble.